This is a song about "This nigga dancing high heels"

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Imma body this track like nobody before nigga

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

That this shit i apply, proves that rap's demand is high/

This a gift that was given from the man up high

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

There's no dancing for you tonight.

My uncle pulled me to the side

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla

And i aint plan this nigga i aint plan shit nigga

Who this nigga up in here

Ghost in the hook so real

Every nigga that sees me wants to know what i get high on

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Yeah i know we never got to meet

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"